Rediscover Communication

hello all... I am currently sitting in a coffee house owned by an old neighbor of mine. Faint sounds of some pot smoker hippie violin and pipe-flute something or other float happily in from the main room. I am sequestered with the other tech freaks in the side room with the internet connection. I have been working every single day since I got here and can never get to the university where I usually connect during business hours. which is fine. Coffee houses are very pleasant places to be. But things have been very busy. I have been taking pictures with my new digial camera, and will post them when I get the chance. It may be a couple of weeks at this rate, but be watching. I have to go, though. later, all
ps: chad, I will call soon

“for as long as I can remember I’ve had memories” Colin Mockery

i got an email yestersday from my uncle
my unkle jack, from florida, is a pretty cool guy
and it seems right before i mentoned, with excitment, (through e-maul) that i was going to be seeing radiohead live, he had heard a painist whome he enjoys alot raving about radiohead. after hearing the two of giving them good mention, he looked into the band and was excited of thier political ideas.
and so, my uncle jack, nearly 80, has just oredered "hail to the thief"

P.S.

radiohead preforms fake plastic trees much much better than duncan sheik

radiohead live
absoloutly brilliant
two encores
two hours
the highlights of the show
simply
when they were on the stage

Today is the First Annual Loth Day. I hereby delcare that on August 22nd of every year henceforth, be recognized as a universal, cosmic , unwaivering, sacred day. A day for those who have been touched by Connor Oberst in a special way. Letting Off the Happiness is an AMAZING album by Bright Eyes. Today this album has shown me a new side I've yet to hear. With songs like "A Poetic Retelling Of An Unfortunate Seduction", I find extreme emotions smacked around with a rather large trout. Lines like "And you lay with her on a bed of blue"... just kills me.
The first time I heard bright eyes was about... spring 02'. Kittyfire sent me some mp3s... one of them "June on the West Coast". She seemed really attached to the song. Within 72 hours I was in brainerd being presented with a burned CD from Daryl. Saying June was a song he was really attached too. It seems to me that people that like that song... they have a special meaning to me. They're all my favorite kind of people...
Eventually later that summer. Daugter of my brother's teacher Nancy borrowed me 6 bright eyes album. I ripped them all. I haven't dug deep in them.

Its just one of those things... i didn't really have the guts to admit that i was confused by the meaning of the song... just lost
... i really like it.

but here i go ranting... i just watched high fidelity... is it better to burn out or to fade away??

?

"POOF"

you stride with confidence ... like a woman that knows what she wants.

Raise the fist founder speaks

m00t clan founded on this day, the 18th of August in the year 2003 ad.

i will not get into the details. but tryouts are still open.

:)

Quote of the fucking year:

maturity: No longer subject to great expansion or development. Having reached full natural growth or development. Having reached a desired or final condition

apples response: "screw maturity, I would like to always be subject to great expansion or development"

thats right.
also... read the first paragraph of this article.... and if you chirp with glee, then count yourself my friend

due to blackouts the statement i the polyphonic spree is no longer playing on conan tonight.

the polyphonic spree will be on conan friday night.

I'm living in cloud cuckoo land.

A similar debate rages among guitar players... and can become rather extreme at times. People spending literally thousands of dollars to buy some tube-triven tape echo machine made in the first half of 1968 because it used the 6L6 tubes instead of the (gasp!) 12AX7 tubes in the later models, that people can claim to sound "brittle", whatever "brittle" sounds like... People claiming that guitar cords have a polarity and that they can only be used in one direction, people claiming that they wear the blue shoes for better tone... And it continues. These people get EXTREMELY upset when someone challenges their perception of tone and look down their noses in the most annoying of ways at people who have less than a $40,000 guitar rig. I just laugh at it, because for all their analog "naturalness" everybody still uses the same old 16 bit 44.1KHz CD Audio that everyone else has been using since the mid 80's. It just gets silly.
Others talk about how few effects they use, like it is a contest or something. Who can have the driest signal? When you come right down to it, using an amp is an effect. Using any kind of a device to amplify, transmit, record, or alter your sound is an effect. cutting your picking nails is an effect.

At the end of the day, just go with what you go with. The music that YOU make is infinitely more valuable than the music that your equipment does or doesn't make.

"there is a certain subset of musicians who for reasons unknown adhere to the false premise that "electronic" music or the tools involved imply a lack of creativity or inspired performance. technology in the hands of creative, intelligent individuals is a tool for art, not a hindrance. filter, being members of the current millennia, admit freely to the use of such devices"
filter "short bus" 1995

what do you suppose is bush's assassination probability rate?

just made a bit of a correction to my previous post... nothing content-wise except for a weird sentence that cuts out half-way through at the end. I don't even remember what I was trying to say...

the line between meaningful and meaningless boredom seems impossible to control

Motives?

“…and so that’s how I managed to convince him.”

He finished the story triumphantly as though he had earned points for style and sliding back in his chair, folded his fingers together and waited in earnest for praise. His stories always smelled of desperation. It was the longing for acceptance that attached to everything he did.

“That’s the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever heard,” she lied, her voice spiked with regretful anger.

Anything to get him to shut up, to hurt him, to make him wince. The story was alright, she would later think to herself, but god damn, why does he have to drone on like that? She rolled her eyes and shot them at the ceiling, fingering the chair arm and pretending she wasn’t bored.

"you may not be aware of this but we are in the middle of world war 3. it is not nuclear bombs we must fear the weapon is the human mind or lack of it on this planet. that will determine our fate" devo

motives i believe are the minds reasons for working. from the way you close the door. to the things you throw your beliefs in.
each motive seems it could be a subsection of a larger motive. little subconsience mental notes to prove the point of the larger motive. and these smaller submotives can be grabed and altered by the world slightly changeing the face of the initial larger motive. for example: possibly changing the thought of self importance to the belittleing of others importance.
for me it seems my initial motive of being myself. has been altered buy submotives to perhaps more of a search for logically feeling sorry for myself.
we all need to trace back to the motives olf purity generated when we were six.
but a person who is not too mentally lazy to do this is extrodinarilly rare.

i'm extreamly tired and this may sound dumb in the morning. but i'm unsure of the importance of that
my cd player is playing devo covering "bread and butter" goodnight

Motive: An emotion, desire, physiological need, or similar impulse that acts as an incitement to action. Depending on context, explanations can range from trivial to excessively complex. On some level, people are motivated by the desire to most increase the level of pleasure or happiness in their lives. This underlies the philisophical concept of Utilitarianism, which basically prescribes morality to conditionally do what is best for yourself and those immediately surrounding you (those affected by your actions). And to not do that which is not best. "Best" is described as that what generates the most happiness or pleasure. The definition for "most" is vague, at best. (at best? now my definitions are becoming circular:) ) The problems come in with conflicting versions of what increases happiness, and in a more detailed sense what increases happiness THE MOST. Anything less than increasing happiness the most is considered somewhat immoral by the utilitarian. Most current philosophers would consider themselves Utilitarian, and I would count myself as one, but with a twist. Christian philosophy could be described in part as taking the action in the best interest of your neighbor, and and only secondarily yourself- and I would agree with this (this is my twist of Utilitarianism). If everyone took the action that was in the best interest of someone else, someone else would be taking action that was in your best interest. Some small contradictions would arise, but they would be good ones.... Who would be the first to go through a door? The first in line? The Bible speaks to this when it says "The first shall be last and the last shall be first" and "He who would save his life will lose it, and he who would lose his life for me (Christ, who is speaking these words) would save it."
This is a prescriptive view of how I think the world should work, but it is not descriptive of how it works in fact.
So, we are back to the original question. What are motives? Some clarification is necessary. What are your motives for a particular action? Well, humans being the previously-described selfish creatures they are, the motive would be to increase ones own level of happiness. This would lead to some stepped-upon toes. What is good for the goose is not necessarily good for the gander. A rising tide does not float all boats. This leads to the idea I talked about recently that all political thought is inherently, fundamentally flawed. It is illogical. It is more than illogical, it is contradictory. And rife with self-serving, self-congragulatory people who are merely there to serve their own interests, in the name of serving the group. And everyone who contacts this group is sullied by the mire. And I mean everyone.

Political views are like farts. Your own smell great, but everyone else's stinks.

I saw a television ad, and it reminded me of this. It is one of those idiotic "Target Market" ads where vapid, slack-jawed, MTV-addled teens protest the evils of the tobacco industry. To the 10-14 year old demographic they are trying to reach, protesting the "capitalist pigs" of "Big Tobacco" is cutting edge stuff. To us, (oh, how spohisticated we believe ourselves to be) they look silly and childish. Nobody forces anybody to smoke. It is part of our free will. And we are right. And as that thought no more than fades away we turn to the nearest media outlet to see what our "trusted political guru" says. The individual matters little except in what they have to say, but because of the contradiction of politics, what they say in the end matters nothing as well. Michael Moore, Rush Limbaugh, Phil Donohue, Bill O'Reilly, etc. It is all the same. We are all told what to think. And we dutifully think it. And the more extreme the view, the more motivated we are to think it. We all think ourselves to be, if not the smartest people in the world, among the smartest. Stop for a second and seriously think. I am serious... stop reading this and try to imagine yourself as merely ordinary. Not all that bright, not all that dumb. Not enlightened and not deluded. If you think it is easy, you have not fully comprehended it. We all wish to be part of the select few who have not been snowed, not had the wool pulled over our eyes by the schemes of the Other Side. And it is so silly... we are like the 10-14 year olds who desperately wish to be counter-culture and in so doing look exactly like our friends. We are each so "unique" and "diverse" that you can't tell anyone apart. Each side spouts tolerance except for opposing views. Try bringing a sign in support of Bush to an anti-war rally or a sign denouncing the war to a VFW rally. New worlds of anus-kicking will be explored, and a good time will be had by most.

So what is the solution? I would probably say to not take ourselves so seriously. We do WAY too much of that. We each think that we can save the world if it would only LISTEN. If only we could MOTIVATE it. But we would screw it up just like all the others before us. Revolutionaries are not stupid people, for in the end, they were able to depose those who held power. But they are not as smart as they would think, because, as in "Animal Farm", they begin to become indistinguishable from the people they replaced.
I am reminded of a line from "A Midsummer Night's Dream":
"Oh! What fools these mortals be!"

I think we are all far too motivated. by everything.

i found a way to radiohead
a friend io work with weho isn't real familiar with thier music but heard from a friend that they were the most amazing live act ever
i'm recording him a cxouple radiohead cd's
for the first i found three setlists and used those to play potential songs that will be heard
i noticed all three shows started with there there and 2+2=5 (wich for the computer must be titled 2plus2equals5)
i started there and took songs that appearted on two or all three of the setlists and squeezed in what i could of that

i came with this

The Future as is:
a radiohead collection

1. there, there
2. 2+2=5
3. paranoid android
4. i might be wrong
5. where i end and you begin
6. no surprises
7. backdrifts
8. idioteque
9. go to sleep
10. just
11. the nathional anthum
12. sit down stand up
13. climbing up the walls
14. myxomatosis
15. lucky
16. sail to the moon
17. everything in it's right place

through listening i think i will switch around lucky and myxomatosis
tomorrow i will work on a second cd to be titled Unpretending: a radiohead collection
that, visiting with family, and laundry is what i did today,

MOTIVES

.... what are they?

everyone sound off.